Sediment - Poem by Sebastian Seal
A mystic preacher explained the mysteries,
The mysteries of the deep blue sea.
It all has hidden meaning, if only you can see.
More meaning than a knobbly knee.
The ocean is wobbly and wavy,
Which means it's made of gravy.
And when the fish splash and splosh
It means they're rolling in dosh.
But of all I find most mysterious,
Is the North Sea sediment,
It's a portent of rampant wisterias,
At least, that's what he said it meant.
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